At first, with the awful spasms following so quickly upon one another, it seemed impossible she could be saved, but gradually they came less frequent and their strength weakened. Finally, they passed off altogether and we could see her agony was ended and that she was going to live. She lay limp and exhausted, but she was saved. Dosed with brandy and wrapped in a blanket, she was carried into the house and laid before the kitchen fire.
In the meantime, Jupiter was much better. He had had no very bad spasms, but, limp and sweating profusely, he looked a dreadfully sick animal. Given brandy, too, he was also blanketted and laid before the fire alongside of his mate.
It was not difficult to be quite certain how the poison, which my master said had been strychnine, had been picked up by the
